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© Donna

The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some cannot let it go.
In their heads, it eats away

Until all their focus becomes
The person they used to be,
The mistakes they made in their life.
Oh, if only they could see

That you cannot change what happened,
No matter how hard you try,
No matter how much you think about it,
No matter how much you cry.

What happens in your lifetime
Happens for reasons unknown,
So you have to let the cards unfold
Let your story be shown.

Don't get wrapped up in the negative.
Be happy with what you have been given.
Live for today not tomorrow.
Get up, get out, and start living,

Because the past is the past for a reason.
It's been, and now it is gone,
So stop trying to think of ways to fix it.
It's done, it's unchangeable, move on.
Found this poem, I thought it is really meaningful, credits to @Donna: what a lovely poem you have written :) Well, let us forget the past, the mistakes, and stand up and learn from there. *** has a plan for all of us, so we should entrust Him with our life & trust in His plans for us! Let us not fret, but seek Him diligently :) Let us continue in our walk of faith, and in seeking Him! Amen and *** bless :)
Emma Sep 23
Sometimes early in the morning when I'm staring at the ceiling
With burning eyes and a brain that won’t shut down
I wonder what we could have been
If only we had felt the same way at the same time
I'm not in love with you, not really
There's just a lingering stain on my heart
Thats dark like cherry juice that drips onto your fingers in the summer
You are still my best friend
And I love you as much as a best friend should
But there is always the thought of how good we would have  been together
I had it all figured out too
What we would do
Go to the same college then move into a tiny apartment with just enough space for us
Our own place to be our true selves
A fresh start
Then we would live happily ever after
And visit the ocean in the fall
We could have been great
But life seems to refuse to fall in place
And our plans fall through the cracks
liza Sep 19
I regret the fact that I struggled
trying to find who I am
And I lie to myself and say,
''I do the best that I can''
Shrug it off like it ain't nothing
like it’s out of my hands
Then get ticked off whenever I see it affecting my plans
KM Hanslik Sep 2
We've been out here swinging for a while now
tearing at your throat like there's no tomorrow
And I've never been one to stand aside or
stand in the way of change, but she's got us on one **** of a ride
hanging over the sides now
trying to get my bearings with my guard down
standing over the edge now
we've been playing both sides, don't let us hit the ground
it'd be one too many if we went down tonight
can't catch a break wondering is the timing ever right
can't catch my breath but it's over now

passing in phases like the last round
the last scene before the grand finale
dialogue caught in tatters like you've a mouth full of razor teeth
touch my cheek
kiss me only when you feel like it
(we were there just last week)
take this dose and space it out, I need
my portions small like my dreams
always on to the next faded scheme,
it's okay though because my vision's 20/20
and I don't mind chasing
my shiny custom things.
Steve Page Aug 18
I got places I need to go
I got people I need to see
I got plans to change the world,
but first I need to ***.
I'm in my 50s. My bladder ain't what it used to be.
ethan gaskill Aug 16
if i die tonight
suddenly in my sleep
remember that i love you all
writers are like family to me
take it in stride
start living again quickly
it's okay to cry
but i'd want you to keep living
tell whoever delivers the eulogy
to riddle it with jokes;
because when i'm looking down from heaven
i want to see all of you smiling

make sure to pay attention
to all the things
that i meant to do
but ran out of time
always spread love,
because i didn't spread enough
and stop using plastic straws
to help save the wildlife
everyone bring flowers
and sing beatles songs
and finally, when you arrive at my grave
bury me with:
                          a pencil
                          a notebook
                          a baseball bat
                          and a bouquet of roses
then light another on fire
and drop it into a vase
and let the ashes of beauty
follow me to a better place
i'm not planning on going anywhere btw, but it's good to be prepared
KM Hanslik Aug 11
I wanna over-withdraw you like
the figures in my bank account,
numbers dropping like the autumn temps
me falling twice as fast
I want to glaze you over like the perfect picture
a remedy for broken panes & broken bones;
your fingers are just warm enough to
hold me through the winter
your eyes are just enough to
keep me once the spring comes
(keep me in this summer forever)
keep my spine alive with
sticky pretty half dark things,
keep it growing out of the top
of my head like lightning
coming and going and never staying
but if what we are is half as much (half as much as this feels)
I think I'd like to keep this
I think we are a time bomb
but we've enough time left on our clocks to figure out how to
reverse detonate,
we've enough time to
fill the cavities in our chests,
rest yourself against my collarbones and
plant flowers in my hair,
we are building up for
a big one, we are around 2 feet tall when we lay down
& we are another train wreck behind
the bullets that rattle rusted siding,
shake our homes clean from this disaster
shake us clean from ourselves;
we are
a slow one, slipping our hands around
barbed wire to loosen its grip,
I am another thing busted, dusty in the dark but
together we are reverse engineering
the blueprints that set our hearts in stone
we are chiseling away at it
tomorrow it will be
two and two together writing
a different set of scripts.
ponder Aug 1
I'll study later.
I'll study after this.
I'll sleep later.
I'll just do this later.
I'll see you later?

I'm free after this.
I'm good if you're good?
I'm alright whenever,
I'm looking forward to it.
I'm gonna call you, so stay just wait.

You're up for it?
You're free tomorrow?
You're free next week?
You're free next month?
You're free next year?

When do you wanna meet?
When can you come?
When can I see you?
When you're up, call me.
When is it?

Sorry, I can't make it.
Sorry, I'm busy.
Sorry, I have other plans.
Sorry, I'm sick.
Sorry, I overslept.
Sorry, I'm with someone else.

- ponder
to the plans that I've made but never been executed, to all the excuses I've used and gotten prior to the plans made, to my own self, for giving in to anxiety.
Alexis Jul 30
Always out of place,
And looking for more.
I have many hopes and dreams,
Yet they never soar.
In need of a push,
Some motivation.
But all it ever does
Is turn into frustration.

Wake up with adrenaline,
But it never lasts.
All I ever think about
Is how I failed in the past.
I’m stuck in a rut
And can’t get out.
I feel like I can do it
But then my head fills with doubt.

I try and try again,
But I always fail.
Do I try again?
Or keep walking down this trail.
Everywhere I look,
I see success.
I keep going nowhere
Even though I try my best.

Tired of being comfortable
In the same place.
All of this talent and ideas
Going to waste.
It’s time to get to work,
These words I must embrace.
No more sitting on the sidelines,
It’s time to join the race.
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